Her eyes were focussed on us, with Jane stretched on the leg, her legs open, pussy sopping and her mouth wrapped around my cock. And Jane's eyes were ...o fully of joy even an idiot could see it. . Jane pushed her mouth all the way down my shaft. Missy stood there and said nothing. Then she made a beeline for her room. The door slammed shut. But Jane didn't stop. She kept on sucking me, hard and fast and I let her control the depth and tempo. Jane was and is an artist with a cock, and there is. He didn't care what they looked like, what size or shape they were, none of it mattered. He just wanted sex all the time. The amazing thing was, he had almost superhuman stamina. He could last and last, hour after hour, no matter how many women he was with, no matter how drunk or drugged up he was. He set new records for how many times he did it, where and when, and with whom. One night he was with 12 women in a row. The other guys in the band were amazed, astonished, jealous.What they didn't. It started one evening. We were in the hotel bar having a couple of after dinner drinks. Chatting away, I noticed him out of the corner of my eye. He was sat down at a table, on his own. White shirt, open-necked. The contrast against that black skin was remarkable. Those broad shoulders. Reminded me of the young Cassius Clay. As the evening wore on, I glanced more and more. We made eye contact several times. Hubby went off to the loo. The vodka tonics had made me braver. I turned and smiled. He. Pinbu enaku oru lachiyam eerpatathu irandu aangalai matume naan oothu irukiren, niraiya kaama nadigaigalai paarthu irukiren avargal gang bang endra peyaril niraiya aangaludan oothu avargalai thirupthi paduthuvaargal.Athai paarthathil irunthu ennakum niraiya aanagaludan sex seithu oothu anaivaraiyum thirupthi padutha vendrum endru aasaiyaaga irunthathu.Enathu niruvanathil naan solli irunthen ennal 5 aangalai ore nerathil oothu thirupthi padutha mudiyum endru. Avargalum sari naangal.